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New Flash Fiction at MicroHorror – “The View From the Top”https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/12/06/new-flash-fiction-at-microhorror-the-view-from-the-top/
https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/12/06/new-flash-fiction-at-microhorror-the-view-from-the-top/#respondTue, 06 Dec 2011 02:41:46 +0000http://justinpollock.wordpress.com/?p=126Well, I say a “new” flash fiction, but it’s been up for more than a month. I bring it up now, however, because I recently got the good news…

Every year, MicroHorror.com holds a themed Halloween flash fiction contest; the stories were all to do with water this year, and I submitted one called “The View From the Top”. Nice and bleak, I think. It seems bit more topical now than I had intended when writing it. A cannier fellow than me might claim to have unconsciously tapped into the zeitgeist, but to be honest, this is the sort of thing I think about all the time anyway.

Zeitgeist or no, when the judges got together to pick the winners, I was quite pleased to see my story among them. If you are inclined to follow the link, be sure to check the others out as well (they’re all less than 666 words; you could probably find the time, man). I liked Michelle King‘s “Nor Any Drop to Drink” in particular for saying what we’re all thinking: children are pretty horrifying, actually (which I am allowed to say as the proud father of one myself).

Thanks to Nathan and the rest of the MicroHorror crew for the honor.

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]]>https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/12/06/new-flash-fiction-at-microhorror-the-view-from-the-top/feed/0justinpollockLet Me Tell You What I Remember, No. 2: Friday the 13th VHS boxeshttps://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/11/01/let-me-tell-you-what-i-remember-no-2-friday-the-13th-vhs-boxes/
https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/11/01/let-me-tell-you-what-i-remember-no-2-friday-the-13th-vhs-boxes/#respondTue, 01 Nov 2011 00:00:02 +0000http://justinpollock.wordpress.com/?p=114They used to rent movies at the grocery store, you know.

(Here begins a true tale of being a child in the early 1990s.)

In those days, the small town of under 7,000 where I grew up – officially a “village” by whatever standards there are – was actually able to support three separate video rental places. That sounds unbelievable today in a world where you can’t keep a Blockbuster in business, but it’s true. One just had videos, one also developed photos, and the third was a section of a Sentry Foods grocery store.

This last one was pretty cool because my mom had to bring my brother and me along on shopping trips when we weren’t in school, and it was nice to have a place to go in the store that wasn’t the canned food aisle. The carrot on the end of the stick: “Be good and you can get a game or a movie.”

I suppose they had a decent enough selection, but there were only three things I remember ever renting:

NES games. They had the popular ones like the Castlevania series, but there were also a lot of oddballs. Base Wars and Metal Blade and Gremlins 2. Does anyone else remember Totally Rad? Because the music haunts me still…

Episodes of the late-1970s Spider-Man live-action TV show. The special effects were not great, and they didn’t use any of the villains from the comics, and that costume was weird and awful in places, but in those pre-Tobey Maguire days, this was the only way you could see Spider-Man in flesh and blood. Pretty fond of the music there, too…

Friday the 13th movies.

I can’t share a “first time I saw Friday the 13th” memory with you because that memory doesn’t exist – it feels as though I had always known about them. I guess the first place I must have seen one is on one of the local independent stations: WVTV-18 out of Milwaukee used to show heavily cleaned-up versions late at night sometimes. (I seem to remember Part VI: Jason Lives! getting a lot of play because it was one of the least bloody already, similar to how Superman IV: The Quest for Peace was their go-to Superman movie by virtue of being the shortest.) And through the Sentry rentals, I must’ve seen all eight of the original Paramount movies by the time I was twelve.

I asked my mom about this recently – whether she ever felt weird having to go up to the rental window to check out some pretty notoriously violent movies for her son in the Batman Returns T-shirt* and the shorts and the white tube socks pulled all the way up.

“Nah,” she said. “We made sure you understood that it was all pretend, and you could always handle it.”

Whenever I wonder what exactly drew me to the movies, I think about that. I never did think they were really all that scary, even then – you got a good jump, and I think the bit in Part 2 where Jason jumps out of bed is a genuinely terrifying scene, but it was nothing to have very serious nightmares over. Was part of the attraction that I could “handle it”? That Jason was something I was supposed to be scared of, but wasn’t? That’s a pretty big triumph to a little kid, isn’t it? Something to be proud of: simply to not be afraid.

Mm. Yes…

…or maybe it was always just the box art.

People will tell you these are not very good movies. I have to admit that most criticisms leveled against the series are to some degree true. They’re formulaic, they’re shallow, they’re cheap, the Jason “mythology” doesn’t make any sense at all, the cast is usually pretty weak (although Crispin Glover does some honest-to-God acting in The Final Chapter; his idiosyncratic performance makes him the most oddly real character in the series). These movies really can’t hold a candle to the original Halloween on a pure filmmaking level, and yet I keep coming back to them for the atmosphere. The grainy film stock on the early movies creates a thick, inky blackness in the nighttime scenes that really captures what the woods are like in the dark. Harry Manfredini’s scratchy strings that kick in whenever somebody has to run through the woods is pretty great, too; Add to that the signature “breathing” motif – ch-ch-ch-ch, ha-ha-ha-ha (I know it’s supposed to be ki-ki-ki, ma-ma-ma, but I still hear chs and has). Bad films, perhaps, but always a nice experience.

And part of that experience was going to the video store and staring at those wonderfully lurid boxes, trying to decide which one to get. These boxes don’t pretend you’re going to make your selection off the plot or the actors, or anything else. It’s all about the iconography — the shape of the killer; the thick, violently crude letters of the logo; and, eventually, that hockey mask. If you read my post on the dust jacket of Stephen King’s It, it should come as no surprise that I’d have a fondness for these tawdry, tacky beasts. Let’s go down to the Sentry and pick one out together, shall we?

(Click to get a bigger, clearer look at these magnificent beasties. I am indebted to the existence of SlasherIndex.com for high-quality scans of these VHS boxes, most of which I haven’t seen in over fifteen years but which greet my eyes like old friends. Grimy, stabby old friends, perhaps.)

FRIDAY THE 13th

The best cover in the series, it really is. It’s the smallness of the characters that does it: their isolation is emphasized by the size of the forest around them…and the whole of the forest itself is contained the silhouette of the killer. I think it really sums up with that movie and the series are really about, or at least what I think they’re supposed to be about, after you boil it all down — it is scary to be in the woods at night. And once again I have to mention the wonderfulness of the logo — like a finger dripped in white paint and slashed onto the box. Appropriately, it’s as crude as the movie itself.

Each movie comes with anywhere from one to four stills from the film on the back of the box. Some rather odd choices here — two daylight scenes, for one thing. The one with the arrow has some implied peril, although in the movie it’s actually just one of the other kids playing a prank. So’s the kid pretending to drown, actually — odd that this movie is advertised with its fakeouts.

I’m also amused by the timidity of the last sentence of the back-cover copy. “This film is widely acclaimed for its horrifying and creative murder sequences.” No blood-gargling hyperbole here, just some polite bragging. “A-hem.” It’s the way you’d phrase it if you were putting it on your resume.

FRIDAY THE 13th PART 2

Part 2 repeats the silhouette motif but goes minimalist with it. I think it works, if only because it puts that terrific logo front and center.

If the front cover is a bit underwhelming, it makes up for it by actually putting some scary shots on the back cover to sell this thing. You get a pretty graphic impaling of a dude’s back, the rotting horribleness of Jason’s mother’s head, a nice spooky around-the-campfire picture, and a shot of bag-headed Jason, which I remember thinking was dumb as a kid but seems seriously eerie to me now; perhaps because we’ve become so inured to Jason-as-horror-icon, a man with a potato sack on his head doesn’t register as Jason, and so he has a power independent of the rest of the series.

FRIDAY THE 13TH PART 3

Now see, this one is the weakest image of the series. The silhouette motif returns, but less distinct. The knife is coming out at you in forced perspective to drive home that this is supposed to be the 3D one, but the whole thing is lacking in power; the image seems a little smaller than it needs to be, and it cribs its iconography from Psycho. Really, this image could be from any 80s VHS horror movie. They’ve also redrawn the logo in a way that’s a little more designed, and making it look like it’s carved out of wood is an odd choice.

Hey, but the hockey mask appears on the back at least!

FRIDAY THE 13TH: THE FINAL CHAPTER

The hockey mask doesn’t even appear in the series until halfway through Part 3, but by the time this movie came out, it had become iconic enough to replace the silhouette motif – and what a debut, hey? I think this is the cover for most fans of the series. And really, there isn’t much to it. It’s a still life; the horror equivalent of a flower in a vase, and a crudely executed one at that. I mean, you could stage this; you could get a dirty hockey mask and a knife and put some red food coloring in some corn syrup and come up with this prosaic little snapshot; it’s not particularly artful. And yet, it’s precisely the sort of thing that grabs a nine-year-old boy’s attention and says, “This is the one you wanna see!” When they made a (terrible) Friday the 13thgame for the NES, this image starts off the game for good reason. It introduces the iconography and plays with it – the knife through the eye is a promise.

Really damned weird choices for the back cover stills, though. Weasel-y Morgue Attendant signing for Jason’s body. All right, there’s a body there, but it’s covered up in a sheet, and Hell’s bells, that guy is eating a doughnut; where is the terror in that? The guy in the right photo looks suitably frightened, but it’s still an unusual frame to select to be representative of your movie. I’m almost certain my video store had a different version of this box, with the left photo replaced with a still of Tommy in his alien-head mask…which is just as weird and only a marginal improvement.

FRIDAY THE 13th PART V: A NEW BEGINNING

Huh. I don’t know man, what was the decision-making process on this one? The art guy was like “This is the series with the hockey mask, isn’t it? Any hockey mask’ll probably do; I think my son Kevin’s got one in the garage.” I’m sure it caused some confusion. It looks like a knockoff, even to a kid, but it isn’t.

Nice still choices on the back, though. The one up top is like, “Right, the cover image makes it look like Jason’s getting a new mask, and he is**, but it’s not the one on the cover.”

FRIDAY THE 13th PART VI: JASON LIVES

Possible controversial opinion: This is my least favorite movie of the original series, but I’m sure I rented this a bunch of times based on the strength of that cover alone. The hockey mask is a gimmick, but it’s used to magnificent effect — a shadow bursting with blue, stabbing light.

This image and this movie are the slasher movie turned up to 11 and offering no apologies — scratchy violins replaced with late-80s wailing electric guitar, the inky blackness of the first movies replaced with a forest filled with floodlights. Big red letters: JASON LIVES! This is popcorn, this is Jason for Jason’s sake. I mean, look at that back cover photo! A flaming Jason leaping out of the water with what looks like fireworks coming out of his hands!

This is awesomesauce from a time where such things were not tempered with irony.

FRIDAY THE 13th PART VII: THE NEW BLOOD

This one, on the other hand, is like a kind of weird late-80s album cover by some new wave synth-pop diva. Or indeed, some kind of Stephen King dustjacket! The “split” face always suggested more to me than was actually contained in the movie – that there was something connecting Tina, the psychic/telekinetic protagonist of the film, and Jason — that it would be her face beneath the mask, or perhaps his mask beneath her face. Neither is the case, and it’s not even clear who or what the title refers to, if anything or anyone, but I still like this cover for being lurid and letting it all hang out, for being so sincere about itself.

The back cover, while perhaps not the most exciting possible shot, treats us to a shot of my favorite Jason design, the fully inhuman, partially rotting reanimated corpse.

FRIDAY THE 13th PART VIII: JASON TAKES MANHATTAN

All right, now we’re at the point where we can debate whether irony is creeping in. Jason looming over the New York City skyline is an obvious, unimaginative image to go to. So is it a case of a designer using the first thing that pops into his head? Or has the designer presented us this image in the most direct way to get us to go “Ha ha, Jason in New York!” Is this the proto-Jason X in conception if not execution?

Still, a large, unmanipulated shot of the mask does point out what’s so terrifying about the design – those black, hollow eyes staring out at you, right? And I have to give this back cover still the award for best in series – that’s a scary thing right there. That’s the promise of the series – some kind of messed up, inhuman thing coming out of nowhere to kill you.

So what are you picking up from Sentry, then?

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FOOTNOTES:

* – Although actually, Batman Returns is a pretty intense movie for a kid as well, and that one had McDonald’s toys to go with it!

** – See, the triangles are in a different pattern, and they’re blue instead of red.

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]]>https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/11/01/let-me-tell-you-what-i-remember-no-2-friday-the-13th-vhs-boxes/feed/0justinpollockFridayThe13th1xFridayThe13th2xFridayThe13th3xFridayThe13th4xFridayThe13th5xFridayThe13th6xFridayThe13th7xFridayThe13th8x“My Subject” by Justin Pollock now available in Darker Than Noir detective horror anthology from Grand Mal Presshttps://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/09/28/my-subject-by-justin-pollock-now-available-in-darker-than-noir-detective-horror-anthology-from-grand-mal-press/
https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/09/28/my-subject-by-justin-pollock-now-available-in-darker-than-noir-detective-horror-anthology-from-grand-mal-press/#respondWed, 28 Sep 2011 04:01:02 +0000http://justinpollock.wordpress.com/?p=111So you should know, my latest short story, “My Subject,” appears in Darker Than Noir, an anthology of detective-themed horror stories published by Grand Mal Press (now available in print and digital on Amazon.com). I’ve been following Grand Mal on Twitter, and they’ve got a lot of deals going recently, so I’m quite pleased to be in good company.

I love reading themed horror anthologies, and I love when I find one to submit to. They’re assignments, essentially, and while not everyone likes having restrictions placed on their writing, I’ve always enjoyed what comes out of working under such conditions. For one semester’s worth of creative writing courses back in college, I’d cut up a bunch of random names/settings/plot elements, draw them out of a hat, and stitch them together to come up with the outline for a story. I usually came up with something at least interesting.

Sometimes when we write, we begin with a central idea and build outwards. It sounds like the right way to go about it, but sometimes we can build too tidily, too formally. Have you ever read a book or seen a movie, and you really didn’t like it, but you really couldn’t say it was bad? I think this way of writing might be the cause of that in some cases. The plot is tight and moves logically from A to B, which facilitates some reasonably well-rounded characters making an emotional journey from C to D, and the whole thing is tonally and thematically consistent. So again, nothing is wrong, but it’s not exciting. It’s well done, but that’s all you can say for it.

But when you place restrictions on yourself, you’re preventing yourself from getting too cozy. The parameters might not allow you to use the first idea that comes to mind and so you have to work harder. Furthermore, with the cut-up technique, your brain is forced to make connections that it would not have had to otherwise. I get excited just thinking about it, but maybe that’s just my Russian heritage acting up—two incongruous ideas butt up against each other to form a synthesis. It generates conflict, and that’s what we’re trying to do when we write, isn’t it?

So. “Write a detective story with horror elements” (or “Write a horror story with detective elements”). It’s a pretty broad theme, but detective fiction is something I don’t dig on ordinarily, so forcing myself to work with it throws some strange ingredient into the stew, opens it up for some new flavors.

But the twist is that part of what I like about having those parameters is the opportunity to test them. It’s a bit contrarian of me, but I like what it does for the writing. It’s not about breaking the rules (because then why even bother with the pretense?) but about bending them—to see how far you can mess with the shape of the theme while still playing fair.

In this case, I went with a detective who was less noir than blanc (or, perhaps, whatever “beige” is in French). Horror stories sometimes give away too much, and you would assume someone whose job it is to seek out the truth would only exacerbate the problem, so I came up with a detective who’s on the very outside of something terrible. Which I think makes it scarier in some ways; certainly what powers something like Lovecraft’s cosmic horror stories is that you always feel as though you’re on the edge of understanding—enough to know that you live in a terrifying reality, but not enough to ever be able to understand it. You only ever see the shadows and so the monster’s in your imagination.

So I hope you’ll check “My Subject” out, and I hope it does for you what I wanted it to. If you should pick up a copy of Darker Than Noir (or if you already are the proud owner of such a volume), I hope you’ll let me know.

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]]>https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/09/28/my-subject-by-justin-pollock-now-available-in-darker-than-noir-detective-horror-anthology-from-grand-mal-press/feed/0justinpollockDarkerCover1New Story and Other Nice Things To Tell You Abouthttps://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/08/02/new-story-and-other-nice-things-to-tell-you-about/
https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/08/02/new-story-and-other-nice-things-to-tell-you-about/#commentsTue, 02 Aug 2011 04:22:24 +0000http://justinpollock.wordpress.com/?p=104I made a decision not to include any sort of “horror writer’s mission statement” on starting up this blog. You know – “Why do I write horror? Why do you read horror? Why do we pursue these macabre topics?” Didn’t want to spend the time on it that I could put towards writing something else – even if it is just a piece about how great dustjackets used to be, or (watch for it to be posted soon) VHS boxes to Friday the 13th movies.

I do enjoy reading those high-level “Why horror?” pieces, though. Stephen King wrote one of my favorites in the intro to Skeleton Crew, one of his short story collections. And Madeley, on his new blog, has written a fine one as well. It serves just as well as a mission statement as anything I’d care to write, and I highly suggest you check it out.

It’s been a little dark here lately, but you should know that things are still happening.

Chief among them: I’ve got another story coming out. “My Subject” appears in Darker Than Noir from Grand Mal Press, an anthology of themed detective horror stories. The Kindle version is available now, with print to follow. More on this story and this collection later.

While you’re waiting, though, why not pick up Arcane #1 (in which my story “Hazards” appears) or Dark Highlands Anthology Volume 2 (featuring “The Hairdresser in the Mirror”)? Support small-press horror. Support authors with sideburns.

I’m also posting on a new blog started by a guy I know and a bunch of guys (and a lady) he knows. Armagetto Fabulous is a group artjam blog based around comics and pop culture. Each week, one of us comes up with a theme, and the rest of us draw based on the prompt. We’ve done Jack Kirby’s The Demon, Spider-Man villains, and each other so far, with Batman villains being this week’s theme. Check it out if you dig that sort of thing.

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]]>https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/08/02/new-story-and-other-nice-things-to-tell-you-about/feed/1justinpollockDarkerCover1Happy Birthday to Plok (Not His Real Name, Nor Is He Any Relation)https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/06/05/happy-birthday-to-plok/
https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/06/05/happy-birthday-to-plok/#respondSun, 05 Jun 2011 16:36:28 +0000http://justinpollock.wordpress.com/?p=98When a man (or a woman, but today we are speaking of a dude) successfully continues to exist for a complete year as measured by the Gregorian calendar (not a feat to be scoffed at, believe you me), we celebrate the occasion.

Sometimes this is done with cake and ice cream.

Sometimes this is done with a party and ill-fitting conical hats.

Sometimes both.

And sometimes it is celebrated with a song by The Band:

I’ve never much listened to The Band, outside of what’s played on the radio, but this is the sort of thing I appreciate. I’m pretty awful when it comes to talking about music, but I like the lurchy-staggery pace of a song like this. I always think — and you’ll forgive the obviousness of this, but — that the strum of an acoustic guitar and the slow, spiderlike tinkling of a piano combine in a wistful way, like you are a little sad but also smiling. To me it is the sound of nostalgia, but I do not know what it means to the person who requested this song.

1.) like horror fiction, and
2.) have a paralyzing fear and hatred of spiders.

If this describes you, then the publication at left presents a dilemma: you would like to support some good, honest, small-press horror by boogieing over to Amazon and purchasing your copy of Dark Highlands Anthology Volume 2, but even illustrations of the loathsome arachnid (however handsomely drawn and delightfully creepy the image in which they appear may be) give you pause.

If you are on the fence about this, perhaps I can persuade you to go ahead and throw down some cash for this anyway because my short story “The Hairdresser in the Mirror” appears in this very volume. It’s the story of a down-on-her-luck hairdresser who’s just gotten her hours at the salon cut back again. Fortunately, she’s landed a swell side gig: once a week, she pays a visit to an antiquities dealer at his mansion and gives him the same simple trim every time. Her client has only one condition: the haircut must be conducted in complete silence. It’s an unusual job, and that’s before the arrival of a mysterious, golden-framed mirror…

If you missed Dark Highlands’ debut at the Handmade City Spring Show in Rock Island, Ill. (and I wasn’t able to make it either–sorry, guys!) then you should click the link near the top of this post and catch up. Poetry, art, and stories–it’s enough to make you overcome your arachnophobia.

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]]>https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/05/12/dark-highlands-anthology-vol-2-featuring-the-hairdresser-in-the-mirror-by-justin-pollock-on-sale-now/feed/1justinpollockDarkHighVol2Pet Theory No. 1: “Wanna know how I got these scars?”https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/05/01/pet-theory-no-1-wanna-know-how-i-got-these-scars/
https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/05/01/pet-theory-no-1-wanna-know-how-i-got-these-scars/#commentsSun, 01 May 2011 01:08:13 +0000http://justinpollock.wordpress.com/?p=91J.D., Christian Slater’s character in Heathers, somehow survives his apparent death at the end of the movie, skips town, and grows up to become the Heath Ledger Joker from The Dark Knight.

This will not hold up very well under scrutiny, but that is how I choose to watch these movies.

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]]>https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/05/01/pet-theory-no-1-wanna-know-how-i-got-these-scars/feed/1justinpollockArcane #1 (featuring “Hazards” by Justin Pollock) on sale now!https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/04/19/arcane-1-featuring-hazards-by-justin-pollock-on-sale-now/
https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/04/19/arcane-1-featuring-hazards-by-justin-pollock-on-sale-now/#commentsTue, 19 Apr 2011 02:21:27 +0000http://justinpollock.wordpress.com/?p=85Wow, it snuck up on me, but Arcane #1–featuring my first paid ‘n’ published short story, “Hazards”–is on sale even as we speak.

“Hazards” is an atmospheric little piece about a simple good deed on a dark country highway that leads to unexpected horrors (and leads off this issue as well). You can buy this puppy in print for $7.99 off Amazon or direct from the publisher, or, hey, skip one of this month’s Green Lantern tie-in comics and put the $2.99 you save toward a digital version for the e-reader of your choice.

For the complete table of contents and ordering info, click ye here. And by all means, feel free to drop back here and tell me what you thought of it; I really would love to hear it.

Also: Dark Highlands vol. 2 available April 30, 2011, featuring “The Hairdresser in the Mirror,” which you can probably tell using context clues was also written by me.

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]]>https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/04/19/arcane-1-featuring-hazards-by-justin-pollock-on-sale-now/feed/1justinpollockARCANE #1Two New Stories Slated for Publication in April 2011https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/03/27/two-new-stories-slated-for-publication-in-april-2011/
https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/03/27/two-new-stories-slated-for-publication-in-april-2011/#commentsSun, 27 Mar 2011 17:56:49 +0000http://justinpollock.wordpress.com/?p=76Here’s the word on a pair of stories I have coming out next month:

“Hazards” will appear in the debut issue of Arcane, a new venture between publisher Sandy Petersen (creator of the original Call of Cthulu role-playing game and lots more besides) and editor Nathan Shumate.

This story is a paranoid little piece inspired by the time my wife and I were driving on the highway late at night and the car got a flat tire. I put the hazards on, and somebody pulled over behind me. Not a cop or a tow truck. So it’s late and it’s dark and you’re stuck between towns, and here comes this silhouette against the headlights walking up to meet you…well, that’s a bit of spooky situation, right? Of course, he turned out to be just a nice fellow checking to make sure nobody was hurt, just as you’d expect, and not at all some sort of horrible ghoul prowling for defenseless victims on the roadside, but we couldn’t really be certain of that until we rolled down the window to talk to him, could we? Only later did I stop to wonder if he’d felt the same way about us. Who knows what he could have found in that car?

Nathan Shumate read this when he was the editor at a different magazine, and he told me he dug it. Then the magazine folded, and I thought, “Well, that’s the end of that.” A bit glum, you might well suspect. So I was pretty surprised that when he was collecting stories for the debut of Arcane, he thought of “Hazards” and of me and dropped me a line to ask if I’d be interested in being involved. That Nathan — one swell dude, and I don’t mind telling you. Look for Arcane at its website; the magazine should be out soon in print and electronic formats.

“The Hairdresser in the Mirror” will appear in Volume 2 of the Dark Highlands Anthology, a semi-annual publication featuring stories, art, and poems in the supernatural horror/dark fantasy vein. (The cover at left is actually Volume 1.) I don’t have a harrowing tale of publication like I do for the last one — I submitted it, the good people at Dark Highlands liked it, and there you have it.

This story was born out of how uncomfortable I often find it to make small talk when I’m getting my hair cut. I’m an awkward dude, it has to be said, so even so simple a line of questioning as “So, how’s your day going?” can be pretty harrowing. Oh jeez, well, what level of detail is required in an answer here? I’ve got a bit of a toothache, but when people ask “How’s it going?” they’re not actually looking for that sort of answer. Man, it really does hurt. I wonder if I should make a dentist appointment. I’ve never had a cavity before, though; why would I have one now? Oh crap, I haven’t actually answered the question yet. I don’t want her to think I’m a jerk or anything. Maybe I should just tell her what I’ve got planned for later today. Hm…actually, I was just gonna go home and eat chips and read some Doom Patrol comics I got from the library after this. That’s not very interesting. Should I make something up? Yesterday I went to visit my parents with my wife and son — should I say I’m doing that today? I don’t want to get caught up in a lie; that would be pretty embarrassing for both of us.

The result is usually a feeble, “Oh…I’m doing good. Not much going on today,” and then a horrible, lingering silence. If you have ever cut my hair, I am so sorry about this, but I did get an idea for a story out of it.

Dark Highlands Anthology should be out in late April.

These are my first two paying publications, so I’m pretty excited about both of them. I’ll pass along an update when each one is released, if you could be persuaded to return here at a later date.

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]]>https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/03/27/two-new-stories-slated-for-publication-in-april-2011/feed/1justinpollockArcaneDark HighlandsLet Me Tell You What I Remember, No. 1: Stephen King’s IThttps://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/03/23/let-me-tell-you-what-i-remember-no-1-stephen-kings-it/
https://justinpollock.wordpress.com/2011/03/23/let-me-tell-you-what-i-remember-no-1-stephen-kings-it/#respondWed, 23 Mar 2011 02:44:06 +0000http://justinpollock.wordpress.com/?p=59As a child, I was always interested in books. By this, I don’t just mean “I liked to read” (although I did); I mean I was very interested in books as objects — the design of the dust jackets, the typeface, the smell and texture of the pages. I spent a lot of time sitting in front of my parents’ dark wood bookcase, taking out books, leafing through them, putting them back. Again, not necessarily reading them — in some cases literally just looking at them. I remember my dad had a book called “Contemporary Business” or something that I used to scrutinize because it had one of those collages you find on the covers of old textbooks, and I still can vaguely recall the basic shapes and colors. Anyway, this bookcase was dominated by two subjects: my dad’s Beatles books and my mom’s Stephen King books.

It’s a little funny because my mom is not actually what you’d consider a horror fan or anything. But something about Stephen King has just always spoken to her, whether it’s the way he writes as though you and he are old friends, or the way he references places and people across books so that they become as familiar as any place you’ve actually been; King’s books, for all their blood and bad words, are very cozy stories when all is said and done. But whatever the reason, my mom has pretty much every Stephen King novel and short story collection published between 1974 and 1990 (and several from the past twenty years as well), and I had access to all of them at a very early age.

The dustjackets on those first-edition hardbacks were really something. Some modern horror writers, I think, don’t like this sort of thing. “Horror is legitimate literature; we deserve a classy jacket design.” I understand where that’s coming from, and if you believe that I certainly won’t fault you for it, but for me…I mean, obviously they work, because I was fascinated by them. My tastes lie in the lurid anyway, but, you know…horror on the printed page can’t rely on the immediacy that horror in movies or even campfire stories take for granted, so why shouldn’t we let that cover supply at least one visceral image and burn it into your brain?

Anyway. I’ve never read a word of Firestarter, but I remember the jacket. The same goes for The Bachman Books and Thinner, both of which I could just stare at all day as a child. There was a collected edition of The Shining, Salem’s Lot, Night Shift, and Carrie that had a split photo cover of Jack Nicholson smashing through the door and Shelly Duval’s face further elongated in a scream. I have this book in my own bookcase today, but sometime in the past decade, my mom seemed to decide she’d had it with the dustjackets getting all bunched up and falling off the books. She stripped the lot, so I now just have a nude red hardcover with STEPHEN KING in big gold letters on the spine.

The dustjacket that really captivated me was the one for It.

I mean, look at that. Tell me how a boy between the ages of eight and twelve could possibly be expected to resist it. The image of a lonely sailboat drifting toward some unspeakable terror signified only by its scaly cartoon-monster claw. The title is what really seals the deal, though; It isn’t so hot when you put it in an ordinary typeface, and it’s (or indeed, It’s) kind of awkward to refer to in conversation. But those faults are all forgiven when you see the title as it appears on the jacket — two enormous capital letters standing for the whole 1,100 pages of text, branded like an old, ragged rubber stamp dipped in blood.

Well, it made me pay attention, and there were more points of interest to be found within. There’s the sheer length of the book; to a kid used to “children’s novels” like the Cam Jansen books, the idea that any human could possibly write one story that took more than a thousand pages to tell was mind-expanding. There was the look of the text itself, set in a wonderfully cryptic Garamond No. 3. And simply flipping through that book, a child will find all kinds of words that demand attention — naughty words, sometimes in all-caps, which I could hardly believe could be printed in a book I could find in my house.

By the time I got to middle school, I figured I should actually read this book. I hope you’ll forgive me when I tell you there was some skimming going on here. The “interludes” in between sections seemed to totally break up the story I was in the middle of reading for no reason, although now I’m fascinated by the depth of worldbuilding King crams into them. The climactic Ritual of Chud, switching back and forth from 1958 and 1985, is still an effort to keep straight, not least of all because the one downside to Garamond is that its italicized forms can be hard to read, and that sequence has whole pages in italic Garamond. And the bit with Eddie and the leper was lost on me because I wasn’t totally sure what a leper was.

But I did finish it. One of my proudest achievements as a young reader. Shortly after, I had to write a short story for an English class, and you can probably predict that it was the story of a nebulous, unspeakable evil dwelling beneath the surface of a small town and the ordinary man who has to fight it. I was proud enough that I read it in front of the whole class. I didn’t get into the kind of trouble where it’s a call to the principal or anything, but after class the teacher was a little flustered and told me that I should bring more appropriate material to class in the future. Me, I thought I’d toned it down, but then again, I’d just read 1,100 pages of truly objectionable material.

I don’t have a copy of that story anymore. I don’t remember what it was called, or what any of the characters’ names were. Aside from the broad plot arc, the only other thing I remember about it is that at one point the monster says he’s going to consume the hero’s soul or something, and then the hero administers some sort of coup de grace on the monster and says, “Consume this, jerkweed.” It was very likely best line in the story, which it ought to have been, because I plagiarized it from an issue of Spider-Man 2099 (issue #7; check your longboxes and see if it isn’t so).

So yeah. Sorry you can’t read that story. But, um…if you’d like to stick around, maybe pop back over here every once and I while…I can share a few other things I’ve written with you.

More to come.

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(Postscript—I suppose you can’t really talk about It without talking about the ending. I mean, it’s the sort of thing you have to address. I can’t really describe what Bev does to keep the group together long enough to escape the sewers without attracting some undesirable Google traffic. If you’ve read the book, you’ll remember it, and if you’ve only seen the movie, you’ll have no clue what I am talking about, because filming that scene with live actors would be a criminal offense. Anyhoo, the best comment I’ve ever heard about it came from, of all places, a comment thread on The AV Club. To paraphrase it to the best of my memory, the commenter said that the scene actually is totally justified thematically in the context of the rest of the story…and yet, it is totally reprehensible and revolting, and not in the good way that one wants out of a horror story. I do not find anything to disagree with in that statement.)